| Now Washington, DC’s
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| A funny little town
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| The further you look into it
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| The further things stick out
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| You oughta be ashamed
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| You oughta be destroyed
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| I’ll chop you into little bits
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| And feed you to my dogs
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| Well well well well well
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| What have we got here?
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| What have we got now?
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| Hey hey hey hey hey
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| Twistin' in the wind
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| Twistin' all night long
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| Now can you picture this?
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| A taste of what will be
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| The weatherman is wrong again
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| It looks like rain to me
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| I heard the whistle blow
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| The train has jumped the track
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| The mighty engine’s outa gas
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| Bureaucratic heart attack
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| My sister likes the boys
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| They kinda like her, too
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| My mama says, «Be careful»
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| Sister says, «Now, that ain’t cool»
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| My daddy fell in love
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| Down at the factory
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| And me, I like to sit around
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| Get high, and watch TV
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| Well well well well well
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| What have we got here?
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| What have we got now?
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| Hey hey hey hey hey
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| Twistin' in the wind
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| Twistin' all night long
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| Now I can take a joke
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| I’m laughin' at myself
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| I faked my way through college
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| And I faked my way through sex
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| I’ve been falling down too long
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| I’ve been bangin' up my head
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| And if I could stay on my feet
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| I’d prob’ly go right back again
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| Now Harry’s got a gun
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| And he just turned fourteen
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| He dresses like a gangster
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| And he’s livin' on the street
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| They kicked him in the balls
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| They shaved off all his hair
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| They put a current through his head
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| And left him lyin' there
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| Well well well well well
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| What have we got here?
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| What have we got now?
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| Hey hey hey hey hey
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| Twistin' in the wind
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| Twistin' all night long
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| They say that crime don’t pay
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| The judge does not agree
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| 'Cause if you got the money
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| He will surely set you free
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| I’ll watch you burn in hell
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| I’ll see you in your grave
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| I’d like to watch you suffer for
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| The evil that you made
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| Hi-dee hi-dee ho
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| What a funny clown
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| The fat man he fell off the wall
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| And he can’t get up again
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| It’s time to say goodbye
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| It’s time to say goodnight
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| Whoever is the last one out
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| Well, please turn out the light |